My absurd experiences in North America over the years

Li Fu was caught off guard by this.

As his belt loosened, he instantly realized that Ivanka was preparing to use her silver tongue to "persuade" him.

The unprecedented stimulation made him tremble slightly.

The hotel's dim wall lamps cast an ambiguous glow in the Manhattan night, the air filled with the rich aroma of Chianti wine and a certain intoxicating hormonal scent.

His breathing became heavier as he leaned against the wall.

He leaned against the wall behind him, looking down at the woman who was tilting her head back, her eyes glazed. The way she tied her hair up conveyed a sense of tender submission, yet it also seemed like she was launching the most deadly provocation.

"Ivanka..." His voice was low and husky, with a hint of warning. He reached out and pinched her delicate chin, forcing her to look up and meet his gaze.

Ivanka did not flinch; her light brown eyes shimmered with moisture, and a sly yet alluring smile played at the corners of her lips.

She rested her chin on his palm, rubbing it gently like a lazy cat, her warm breath spraying onto his hand.

Such allure and gentleness were almost too much for Li Fu to handle, so he could only tilt his head back slightly to avoid looking at her.

Strictly speaking, she wasn't a skilled driver; her driving skills were only average on the road.

But overall it's very exciting.

About three minutes later...

"Lee," Ivanka deliberately lowered her voice, her tone lingering with a sweet undertone, "you just said that as long as I get you to agree, you'll never go back on your word, right?"

"I did say that," Li Fu's Adam's apple bobbed violently, his gaze fixed intently on her, as if he wanted to devour her whole.

"Are you satisfied now?" Ivanka asked coquettishly.

"It'll barely pass!" Li Fu said, feigning composure. "I can offer another 20 million in shares."

"Just barely?" Ivanka slowly stood up, and the distance between the two instantly closed to the point where they could hear each other's breathing.

She stretched out her slender fingers and gently touched his chest, tracing the fabric of his shirt downwards until they stopped at his tie knot. With a slight tug, she said, "Then I'll have to use my trump card."

Li Fu was confused and was pulled by her tie towards the bathroom.

The warm yellow light came on, and the shower was turned on.

The weather in New York in April was still a bit chilly, and the bathroom quickly filled with steam.

In a hazy blur, Ivanka's clothes had somehow come off, revealing her supermodel figure indistinctly. Her perfect curves and domineering physique formed a perfect silhouette, making one's blood boil.

However, the key locations were not so clearly defined because they were shrouded in mist.

This is much more alluring than simply taking off your clothes.

Li Fu had seen many scenes, but this was the first time he had ever seen anything like it. His eyes followed Ivanka's body and he couldn't take them off for even a second.

Ivanka's arm emerged from the mist and pulled him inside.

The perfectly heated water soaked through Li Fu's shirt, which clung to his muscular chest, and the scalding heat made his heart race instantly.

"How are you feeling now?"

Ivanka quickly took off his shirt and casually tossed it into the bathroom. She pressed herself close to him, her cheeks flushed from the heat or the atmosphere, making him want to kiss and caress her.

Li Fu was so provoked by her actions that he couldn't control himself. He grabbed her wrist and pinned her against the wall.

"What a seductive woman," he said, lowering his head slightly, his warm lips almost touching her ear, his voice unusually hoarse, "Aren't you afraid that I'll really 'take you right here and now' and then deny everything tomorrow morning?"

"So, can you do it?" Ivanka tilted her long, swan-like neck slightly, meeting his gaze without backing down.

She tiptoed slightly, her red lips brushing lightly against his chin, carrying an indescribable allure. "You clearly said that once you made a promise, you would never go back on it. Don't you like me now?"

She spoke while moving closer to Li Fu.

That intense tactile sensation, combined with the atmosphere and the amplified emotions amplified by alcohol, is irresistible to anyone.

"I...like it very much," Li Fu completely lost his patience. He suddenly wrapped his arms around her slender waist and kissed her fiercely.

The kiss was domineering and filled with a long-suppressed desire, as if it wanted to steal all her breath and reason.

Ivanka let out a low whimper, her hands involuntarily climbing onto his shoulders, responding to him passionately and submissively; she herself had already succumbed.

After a long while, until both of them were slightly out of breath, Li Fu stepped back a little, his forehead touching hers.

"I can give up another twenty million," he said, gently stroking Ivanka's face.

Ivanka's eyes were like dew on a summer evening, overflowing with affection and tenderness. "It seems I'm still not good enough for you. I need to keep trying."

She knew very well that this was actually the quota that Li Fu originally wanted to give to her.

But the game she was currently playing had added an unparalleled level of fun, and she was eager to continue playing it.

"Then let me see..." Li Fu's fingers caressed her sensitive earlobe, his tone dangerous yet tender, "What other tricks do you have up your sleeve in the future?"

Ivanka's eyes sparkled, and she leaned forward to plant a soft kiss on his lips, her voice so sweet it seemed to drip with water, "I have plenty of tricks up my sleeve! I'm just afraid you won't be able to handle them."

Li Fu chuckled lightly, "Then come on then!"

They teased each other, pushing the "game" to its peak.

Outside the window, Manhattan was still brightly lit, but inside this secluded suite, the real drama was just beginning.

April in New York is full of springtime charm, and the bathrooms are no exception.

About forty minutes later, the two came out.

Li Fu was panting heavily, and his whole body was swaying slightly.

"Alright, I give up. Here's another 20 million share for you," he said, lying back on the large bed, having just experienced the most intense bath ever...

Although Ivanka was the one who took the initiative, her initiative was manifested in seduction. Her posture and provocative words made him unable to resist making his move.

That's why he voluntarily admitted defeat for the first time.

"This isn't enough!" Ivanka snorted, throwing herself into his arms. "Are you exhausted? I'm still full of energy!"

She gently rubbed her forehead against his, her pretty face flushed and irresistible.

"The rest of the credit is up to you," Li Fu said, holding her slender waist. "You should understand what I mean!"

Ivanka certainly understood; it was her time.

And the yoga I've been doing lately will come in handy.

Li Fu no longer needed to answer; his fingers immediately tensed.

She's so good at it.